A lonely young women's life changes the very
night of Murray Franklin's murder, on live television and it is a change that her heart will never forget. When she spots a man passed out and bloody, in an alley, that same night and even when she sees...
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He knew that is he went to a hospital not only would the police find him, but he would taken back to that horrible unspeakable place called Arkham...
"Oh...okay, just don't know what to do. I'm afraid I'm going to get up in the morning and find the dead body of a murderer on the run" He may have been serious but so was she. He slowly loosened his grasp on her wrist and let her go.
His intense gaze dropped and his eyes looked now looked sad and full of regret because he felt terribly guilty for grabbing her and speaking to her in such a way.
"I apologize....I should not have touched you like that" he said, as he looked away like a child who knew they did something wrong, but didn't want to face it.
Iris looked at the remorse on his face and heard the shame in his voice and it honestly baffled her. This was a man who shot a television host in the head in cold blood on live TV and all she saw was a sad frightened man who felt all alone in the world.
Iris could not find any words for the life of her so all she did was was hand him two dramamine pills and, in the sweetest way possible, she said to him,"Here, take these; it will help with the nausea and dizziness"
Joker turned his head to face her, looking almost as if he were going to cry and suddenly giggled. Iris could tell immediately from looking at how his brows knitted together and his eyes narrowed in sadness that theaugh did not match how he was feeling.
She saw how ashamed he looked, put her hand on his thin wrist, gently opened his clenched fist and placed the two pills in his palm. She she still very surprised that he allowed her to touch him at all.
He squeezed his eyes shut, cringed from the pain he felt in his ribs, looked at her kind face and suddenly his minor bout of laughing stopped. Her soft lips, curved slowly into a genuine smile that was full gentleness and the unfamiliar glow of empathy.
Her beautiful smile made him remember a time when he was in the locker room at his old job and Randall was asking him about the when he got jumped and of course, Arthur was acting as if it was nothing and Randall said to him "No, they'll take everything from you if you do that, all that crazy shit out there, they're animals"
Arthur said something small, but it was also a huge reflection of how truly different Arthur is from the majority of simple people.
"My mother says that nowadays people lack empathy"
Randall looked very confused and said, "What's that?"
